I want to go home, but as I walked out of the stall and out of the restroom making my way to the class I can't help but notice something. Everyone wasn't looking at me with petty or angry distasteful looks, they look at me shocked, surprised even.
I mean it was hard to see given how puffy my eyes were but I could feel it, all those judgemental eyes had changed and softened.
Entering the classroom I see that majority of the class had entered including Clay.
The time had come and everyone had finished presenting, Miss Park had announced that we were last given that we basically set the example for our year and everyone should have done something similar to ours.
Clay stood up and looked at me whilst grabbing the board, he stood it on the table to reveal what I spent 8 hours trying to make. Everyone's jaw dropped, looking at how similar our sides were.
"I would like to add, i don't have a good memory in this place." I point to the photo of the cave "so why did you put it?" Miss Park asked "it has a nice view when you're alone." I glare at Clay before turning to the class "well explain your board." Miss Park said and I look at Clay for him to say something.
My eyes were still red and puffy, I couldn't feel any less embarrassed at the moment but I really couldn't give a shit because as soon as this was over and I got my grade. I was leaving.
"So y/n and I" he paused looking to me... thats when I zoned out.
How could I have been so stupid. "y/n?" a voice says "y/n?" it echoes in my mind "y/n?" the voice eventually becomes clear "care to explain yours?" Miss Park said and I clear my throat and nod.
"As you can see, I failed to place my summaries under the photos." I clear my throat, pointing to each of my photos "but i guess the scenery of each place can explain. When I think of School, I think jail, being trapped in a place where you can't be yourself. Whereas when I think of a beach, more specfically the cave at this beach I think peace of mind." I sigh making up stuff on the spot.
Glaring at Clay who was staring into my soul "The beach being the only place where I felt happy and content with who i was without being forced to do something by someone or something." I partially lie. I couldn't begin to explain the original meaning of each photo, it would just unfold into one complicating story.
"Thank you" Miss Park smiles and I nod walking to my seat.
I think everyone quickly established what my problem was, so once the class ended I ran out and straight back to the bathroom.
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cameras and memories | dream
Fanfictioni guess photography class wasn't the worst thing to happen to us. (highschool au)
